"No! I am not going to cry again."The assistant handed the card machine to Tim. "How does it feel, miss?" he asked."Perfect! Thank you very, very much..."At that moment two men came in. Both were wearing hoodies and one carried a pistol."All of you! Over there!"He gestured to his left.Tim, Wendy and the assistant serving them obeyed silently. There was another assistant present, a stoutish middle aged woman behind the other counter. She moved cautiously round it and joined the others.The gunman's. V. our teacher had been so nice to all of us girls. Then she went on to telling us about the auction and it was really helpful. Now that she wasn’t so rushed I could see how sweet and caring Beth was. She told us about the French maid uniforms which I already knew about. And about the funny slave bikinis we would wear for the auction itself. About how the guys would be yelling and screaming and cracking jokes and singing BTS songs and would be using some rough language which we should ignore. Only faster."No, mother, I just tripped on the air bed coming back from the bathroom. Everybody's fine!" OK, then, you girls go to sleep now, you hear?" Yes, mother." Yes, Mrs. [my mother's last name]."We both giggled at the near miss. I think we both decided that this was not the time, and DEFINITELY not the place.I don't know what she dreamed about that night, but I dreamed about her blonde hair, her creamy skin, and those soft lips. What would tomorrow bring?****The next morning, as. . OK. Tomorrow around ten? ... Right.” She looked at her husband. “You were right. My mum said she couldn’t advise without knowledge, so Al invited Sayuri to Easter in Canberra. He wants to borrow a vehicle. I said I was certain it’d be OK. He’s coming here in the morning.”“Let me call him. I’ve an idea.” Rachel handed him her phone. “Hi, Al. Evil in-law, not sister. Listen, why don’t we drive up to you in a little while and leave a vehicle? That makes for less shuttling ... OK ... it’ll be a.